Chapter 1174 is evenly divided During this period, the Wuji Holy Son rushed over and crossed the middle of Han Yu and Pang Xuan, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't move there!"
” The Son of Wuji was a little angry.
Han Yuneng has been undefeated in a fierce battle with him so far, which shows his terror.
Pang Xuan ran around, but it would affect his concentration.
He is also not easy to protect.
Pang Xuan was frightened, hiding in the corner and shivering, it was the first time she saw the arrogant Wuji Holy Son, so angry.
"Whoosh ......"
Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang, and the masked woman instantly gave up the battle and came towards Han Yu to surround and kill.
"It seems that this ancient book is still a hot potato."
Han Yu frowned.
Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang, the Mask Woman and the Holy Son of Wuji, there is no grudge and hatred between them, and the reason why they fought each other was because of this ancient book.
Whoever gets this ancient book will instantly turn enemies into friends and kill them together.
Han Yu quickly glanced at the cover, and the word "Ground Steps" made his heart flutter.
"Here you go!"
Han Yu didn't have time to look at it more, so he threw the ancient books into the interior of the fifth-level palace.
He didn't know if this ancient book was a mental method or a supernatural power, but the word ground level was enough to prove its value.
Zhao Mingchen, Yu Qianshuang, and the woman in the mask decisively turned around and rushed towards the ancient books.
Han Woo's crisis is resolved.
The Saint Son of Wuji hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to kill Han Yu.
Without killing Han Yu, he couldn't compete for ancient books wholeheartedly.
Suddenly, Zhao Mingchen's attack failed to be contained, and hit the ancient book squarely, for a while, it seemed that time and space were frozen, everyone was stunned, and everyone's eyes were staring at the ancient book.
If ancient books are destroyed because of this, it will be a huge loss.
Zhao Mingchen's face already showed a look of annoyance.
The ancient book flew out and hit the wall, and then bounced to the ground, unscathed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the material of this ancient book was extraordinary.
As a result, the battle between the three of them became more and more fierce and more and more unscrupulous.
Han Yu and the Saint Son of Wuji collided together again, like a comet hitting the earth, making an earth-shattering loud noise.
"Boom......"
The two of them changed shapes, and they could change positions dozens of times in one breath, and the speed of the fight was extremely fast.
"Pang Xuan must be killed, and ancient books must be taken!"
Han Yu made up his mind to pay attention and looked for an opportunity.
"Whew!"
Suddenly, one of the finger swords of the Wuji Holy Son left a deep scar on Han Yu's chest.
Han Yu turned around, passed by the Wuji Holy Son, and his left arm swept out, hitting the back of the Wuji Holy Son heavily.
Han Yu's arm, like an iron rod swept over, directly cracked the back bone of the Wuji Holy Son.
Han Yu took the opportunity to slash at the shoulder of the Wuji Holy Son, slashing the Wuji Holy Son to the ground.
Then Han Yu's body spun, turning into a fire top, and slammed into the Infinite Holy Son.
After the Wuji Holy Son landed, he hurriedly bounced away, and Han Yu hit the ground with a blow, causing the fifth palace to tremble violently.
The Holy Son of Wuji retreated, and in the process of retreating, his hands were sealed.
"Chirp!"
A terrifying bird formed in an instant, raised its head to the sky with a long roar, flapped its wings, and rushed towards Han Yu.
This is a Xuan-level intermediate supernatural power, and the Infinite Holy Son can be trusted to come at his fingertips.
Han Yu decisively put away the Fire God Drill Heavenly Leg and cast a fire dragon dance in the sky, the huge fire dragon and the bird collided together, and both of them exploded.
"Bang!"
At the same time, there was a loud sound like a sandbag hitting a wall.
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I saw Zhao Mingchen standing up from the wall in embarrassment, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
In the battle between the three, Zhao Mingchen was the first to be injured.
After Zhao Mingchen took a deep breath, he did not hesitate to join the battle.
The battle over there is getting hotter and hotter.
Not worried about the destruction of ancient books, everyone let go of their hands and feet.
Han Yu and the Holy Son of Wuji were entangled again, each showing their own means to fight.
Although Han Yu is physically strong, the Wuji Holy Son is not slow to react and does not collide with Han Yu.
After fighting again and again, the two of them can be said to be half a catty and eight taels, and the injuries are not light.
Pang Xuan, who was hiding in the corner, felt more and more bad in his heart.
So far, the Wuji Holy Son has not suppressed Han Yu, this is by no means a good sign, if Han Yu is determined to kill her, even the Wuji Holy Son will not be able to save it.
"Whoosh ......"
Suddenly, the sword on the back of the Wuji Holy Son broke out of its sheath, slashed through two beautiful arcs, and slashed at Han Yu's ribs.
"Hmph, you are the Holy Son of the Wuji Temple, the self-proclaimed leader of the younger generation, and you are the first to use weapons.
No shame!
Han Yu said sarcastically.
"I have been with the sword since I was a child, the sword is me, I am the sword, how can I be ashamed!"
The Son of Wuji responded indifferently.
He had invincible beliefs and didn't think there was anything wrong with using the sword.
His sword is nothing else, but his natal weapon, like his arm.
The most important thing is that most of his supernatural powers are used with swords, and if there is no sword, his combat power will be greatly reduced.
And Han Yu was already so strong that he had to exert all his combat power.
The two swords, like two poisonous snakes, caught Han Yu off guard.
"Sneer......"
In the blink of an eye, six sword marks appeared on Han Yu's body.
The Holy Son of Wuji danced his twin swords vigorously without any flaws.
Han Yu's physical strength is gone.
Although Han Yu's fist has the ability to hard-shake the top king's soldiers, the fist will hurt, but the sword will not hurt.
Han Yu was forced by the Wuji Holy Son to retreat again and again.
Pang Xuan couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this, and secretly cheered for the Wuji Holy Son.
"Whew!"
The white sword grazed Han Yu's belly, pulling his clothes open and leaving a faint scratch on his skin.
If it weren't for Han Yu's last-minute evasion, he would have been disemboweled.
"Damn it!"
Han Yu couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, his body did a backflip, his feet stepped on the black sword, and he hurriedly flew away upside down with the help of elastic force.
The Wuji Holy Son sneered and followed behind Han Yu like a bone appendage.
"Don't think you're the only one with a weapon!"
Han Yu's heart moved, and a brilliant purple brilliance bloomed at the center of his eyebrows, only to see a purple stick fly out of the center of his eyebrows, and quickly skyrocketed, turning into a zhang long.
Han Yu grabbed it in his hand and clicked it twice in succession, hitting the blades of the black sword and the white sword one after another, cracking the two blows of the Wuji Holy Son.
The thing in Han Yu's hand is like a stick that is not a stick, one end is flat, and the other end is pointed.
The whole body is crystal clear, exuding purple fluorescence, which is very strange.
This is the magic weapon that Han Yu tempered with Zixiao Shensha, and at this time it is only a prototype, and it does not yet have the style of war robbery and the power of the magic weapon.
However, Zixiao Shensha is a divine material, it is hard and abnormal, and it is a sharp weapon in close combat.
The Saint Son of Wuji was a little surprised, only those who have cultivated the power of the soul can use the natal magic weapon to nourish with the soul, and they generally use the essence blood to nourish it.
Unexpectedly, Han Yu was still a person who cultivated the power of the soul.
When he saw the embryo shape of the spear in Han Yu's hand, he laughed and laughed: "With a magic weapon that has not yet been fully formed, you also want to compete with this holy son?"
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